Commonality

Lately, I've been thinking that I wish my husband and I had more in common. It seems like whatever I want to do he's not down for and vice versa. I mean I guess he's a typical guy he likes sports..(drawing a blank)...oh he likes to stay home (which you think would be a good thing), he's more of a morning person and if there is anything else it escapes me.
I despise all forms of sports (Unfortunately it's football season). I like watching movies.  I don't mind staying home every now and then but would occasionally like to go out to eat or to a movie hang with friends etc. I am definitely a night person (it's 11:47pm he's snoring and I'm well...).
I am off every other weekend at my job. This off weekend consisted of taking care of the kids and watching Law and Order on Netflix. I like Law and Order. Early Saturday the husband said we should watch a movie (I guess he gets credit for trying). We go though the day 9pm comes around I'm like let's watch the movie. His response, it's too late but we proceed to have a Law and Order marathon because apparently that's the compromise.
It makes me sad to think that we are too opposite. I suggested going to a comedy show because I had an unplanned day off coming up and he proceeds to tell me about things we need for the kids. Well I guess we can't afford it. Such a downer!!!
It's like I want us to spend time together inside and outside the house but it seems we can not find a happy medium. We end up unhappily tolerating what the other wants. Or at least I do.

No kids?!

I've always said I never wanted kids and lately I been feeling that way again. The nonstop neediness. I wish it was just me. Sometimes my husband. Am I a horrible person?
I can't help but think how much extra money I would have (1030 for daycare a month and that's not even full price). Not to mention the things I could do with that money.
Coming and going as I please is no longer an option. Someone always comes before me. I dislike having to save up to do the things I want to do. Essentially I guess I just miss my freedom before kids.  It's like between working full time and the kids I have no time for me. But I guess that's part of being an adult. Ideally I would like to have time to work and spend time with my kids but I feel like that's all I do. Working I feel just makes me more impatient with my kids. Working pays bills, kids become bills, you have to take care of the kids. It's a revolving door.
I love my kids and wouldn't return them at all but sometimes it gets to be a little much.
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